Hi everyone! I decided to mix two posts in one that I'm rather behind on. I'm recovering from double pink eye and an ear infection so I've been quite flustered.
So, to begin. VERTS Mediterranean Grill just recently opened in Boston and they hosted a tasting event for us foodies. I brought Madison and we were first ushered to a "spice bar", of sorts. We grabbed spoonfuls of various spices and threw them into tiny jars, creating our very own VERTS secret spice mix. Then we sampled little dishes such as lamb or their falafel. I was surprised to learn that VERTS is more like a sweetgreen or a Chipotle. We bought Mediterranean bowls, I got chicken with lettuce and quinoa and some other stuff and I'm not even sugar-coating this, the chicken was AMAZING. So basically I recommend this to anyone. It's also fast and healthy so that's a bonus :) Here are photos...
The weekend after that, or the following weekend (I can't even remember now!) Nick came to visit. It was so surreal! I feel like I have three different worlds now... My at-home life, my college life, and now my Oslo life. How wonderful to see them mix! It was so fantastic to be able to relive things I can now only see in my memory. To be able to reminisce with someone so freely and they understand everything is so refreshing. Anyway, Nick and I, on Saturday, walked, I kid you not, from the Boston Public Library to the Old North Church with a detour in Chinatown. I was so beat by the end! But we ate a bunch of good (and not so good...) food along the way. Chinatown is a bag of mixed nuts I guess. We got lost trying to find the Egg Puffs. Apple Maps doesn't tell you that Egg Puffs are hidden in some tiny market. Like is it even called a market? You walk in and it's about the size of a few phone booths collectively, and there are three restaurants and a tiny Egg Puffs waffle stand in the way back. I was hounded with menus while I ushered my way through seats of talkative non-Asian people. The woman nodded as I walked up and handed me the waffle (?) in a brown bag as I handed over $3. $3 is not bad for Boston! I walked out, turned to my left, and ran into the Chinatown arch that I'd only seen once before, when leaving for Cape Cod. So obviously I had to stop and get this glorious photo.
Then we wanted rice at a traditional Chinese place, not one that was Americanized. As we were lost and walking in circles, we found this Zagat-rated place on the corner so we walked in. We got weird stares walking in... not unwarranted, but still uncomfortable. I wanted just a pot of rice and some tea but Nick insisted that we be adventurous so we tried Pig's Feet. Obviously this photo probably looks cool and artsy but we could. not. eat. it. Like, we really tried. I gave it a go. After my experience with Haggis in Scotland I was a bit less inclined to be as adventurous as my mind likes to think. So basically, don't let this picture fool you. It was not only kind of gross but also they make little effort on presentation so that you are VERY WELL AWARE that you are consuming Pig's Feet, which, in reality, I don't know if that is anyone's natural inclination to eat.
On a more delicious note, you may have noticed from Instagram that I was OBSESSED with Flour's sticky buns. For those of you who don't follow me on VSCO, I gave you a closer-up below.
We took the Orange line to the North End (okay so I lied teeny bit. We didn't walk 100% of the time). At this point I was super tired, so I dragged him down Hanover St, pushing past the curling and looping Mike's Pastry lines, with a quick left to Bova's and up Salem to the Old North Church. We popped into a quaint millinery. That was useless information but it was cool, regardless.
That's all I have for now. Stay tuned for more!